Cuiyu Hutong

Jiang Mo was no longer ambiguous this time, he only hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Well, yes. I'm afraid you may encounter some accidents on the road, so come out and have a look."

"No accident happened." Zhou Lianfeng closed his eyes tightly and then opened them again, he breathed out a foul breath, and said, "I just met your mother."

Jiang Mo suddenly became anxious. He stopped in an instant when he was walking fast, and asked, "What did she tell you again? Did she get sick, and what did she do to you?"

A series of questions from him were completely thrown to Zhou Lianfeng.Still unable to get Zhou Lianfeng's answer, he was so anxious that he grabbed Zhou Lianfeng and looked up and down several times, but he was relieved that he didn't see any wounds or marks.

But he was still too impatient, and hurriedly said: "You are talking, Zhou Lianfeng! What the hell is she doing?"

But after he finished speaking, he regretted it. Zhou Lianfeng didn't let him swear, and he has almost changed now.But as soon as I was anxious, my mouth popped out again involuntarily.

He carefully glanced at Zhou Lianfeng, but he saw that Zhou Lianfeng's expression was still good, and he opened his clenched fist again.so far so good……

Now that Zhou Lianfeng heard that Jiang Mo cared too much about himself, he was even more happy, so he didn't care about such a small detail.Even if they really heard it, they wouldn't really come out to stir up trouble at this time.

That was how long he had been waiting...

He narrowed his eyes, even on his usually gloomy face, he couldn't help showing many smiles.

Zhou Lianfeng reached out and rubbed Jiang Mo's already messy hair, and said, "She didn't do anything to me, she just kept pestering her, and I threatened her. Jiang Mo, you don't mind, do you?"

Jiang Mo chuckled: "I wish someone could run her away. You know me, I can't do this myself, so I need someone to help me."

After a pause, he added a little coyly: "Thank you, Brother Feng."

Zhou Lianfeng snapped his finger and pulled it back.He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's for dinner tonight?"

Taking advantage of the fact that there were not many guests, Jiang Mo had already cooked dishes for Zhou Lianfeng and put them on the heater.Zhou Lianfeng returned early today, and the dishes were not cold at all.

Zhou Lianfeng had urgent work to finish at night, so this time he didn't have to eat Jiang Mo together.After taking a few mouthfuls of rice, he set up the small table that Jiang Mo bought for him, and chatted with the old uncle while typing on the computer.

Suddenly, the work group sent a message from Didi, stating that the company will have a dinner party next weekend and no leave is allowed.

Zhou Lianfeng stretched out his head to take a look at Jiang Mo who was cooking, and silently deleted the reason he just made up for not going, and planned to finish talking with Jiang Mo later.

He hurriedly finished the work at hand, and looked up to see that it was not time for the old uncle to go to bed.And Jiang Mo was still busy ahead, not caring about anything behind.

Zhou Lianfeng moved his chair to look in the direction of the old uncle, and asked, "Uncle, what is Jiang Mo's mother coming back for?"

The old uncle was originally cheerful, but when he heard this question, he immediately kept silent.His eyes were tighter than his mouth, but Naihe's stroke made him unable to control his muscles, and the whites of his closed eyes were still slightly exposed.Because of nervousness, the eyelids were still shaking.

Zhou Lianfeng was different from Jiang Mo, and he would not provoke the old uncle with words.He just moved the stool, sat on the bedside of the old uncle, and continued talking nonsense to the old uncle: "I can't bear to turn on the heater in my room. Naturally, it's not as warm as my uncle's house. Doesn't uncle mind?"

He played the card of warmth, making the old uncle feel grateful for his contribution, and he can relax a lot.

Sure enough, as he expected, he saw that the shaking frequency of the old uncle's eyelids was much slower than before, and the corners of his mouth were no longer drawn stiffly.

He said again: "In my case, the tables and chairs are also placed under the windows, and there is always a bit of cold hands and feet, and the air leaks. There is not much popularity there. I really envy you, Uncle, who can still be with Jiang Mo."

The old uncle still closed his eyes, but sighed unfortunately.

Zhou Lianfeng said again: "Uncle, I have been contacting my former friends and classmates recently to see if there is any way for you to go out and have a look, even if you are in a wheelchair."

The old uncle really didn't collapse, and sighed again: "I know you are a good boy. Maybe you are the only one who cares about Mo'er most in this world besides me. You must know what my sister did before. Heh— —”

Zhou Lianfeng hummed, and asked again: "Uncle, what's the matter?"

The old uncle still sighed, and said: "You know I have no children, I have wanted to give this house to Mo'er for a long time. It's just a pity, I fell into this disease before the formalities were completed, and I have been dragging on for a long time. Did my sister tell you that she just wanted to catch up with Mo'er?"

Zhou Lianfeng nodded: "She stopped me today, that's what she said."

"I knew it." The old uncle spat, "She's a liar without excuses, it's so funny. If she wasn't my own sister, I wouldn't even bother with her, you know? After a few years, I went south with an old man, got a bad disease, and owed a lot of foreign debts to the gambling table over there, and wanted to sell the house to pay off the debts. Do you know what she said to me? She said...cough cough... "

The old uncle suddenly became excited and coughed twice violently.

Zhou Lianfeng rushed forward, helped the old uncle up, patted his back lightly, and sucked up the sputum for the old uncle with the sputum suction device without fear of contamination.

The old uncle gasped twice, Zhou Lianfeng subconsciously looked at Jiang Mo in front of him.Jiang Mo seemed to trust him too much, he didn't notice what was wrong with the old uncle at all, and didn't even turn his head.

The old uncle took a breath, and said again: "It's okay, kid, I'm fine. I'll continue to tell you, and I have to trouble you to find something for me when the time comes... The lawyer comes over and helps me with this matter." .”

"Okay." Zhou Lianfeng quickly wrote down the matter, "I will find a suitable lawyer for you to dictate and notarize your will, don't worry."

The old uncle looked at Zhou Lianfeng who turned his back to find a suitable lawyer and sighed.

He actually didn't tell anyone, his sister, and said more, more, and more exaggerated things to him——

She said: "Anyway, you have been neither dead nor alive for so many years. Instead of dragging Moer down with you, you might as well die. Then he will be freed and you will be freed. What do you think you have to live for?! Also, I have inquired clearly with other lawyers, if you die, this house will all be mine. You don't want to live anymore, just die quickly and forget it!"

Look, this is his own sister.

At that time, their parents let the siblings choose by themselves.My sister first chose a large three-bedroom house next to the third ring road, so he ended up in such a small dilapidated house of more than ten square meters.

Now after she lost her own house, she missed her younger brother's again.She really wanted her own brother to die without any hesitation.

The old uncle closed his eyes, and a few tears flowed from the dry corners of his eyes.He used to be able to bear it, and he used to be able to allow it, but now he can't.

That was his bottom line that could not be touched at all!

Even if his sister took all his savings in this life, it didn't matter if she had to take his life.Only this house, he absolutely can't give it away!

His little Mo'er, what would he do if he didn't have a house?He was displaced, even lost the shop he relied on for survival, and couldn't do other things at all. How would his little Mo'er live at that time?

He can do whatever he wants, but his little Mo'er can't...

The author has something to say: The things about the house should be like this. According to my memory, my teacher told me that if there is no designation, there will be no father, no mother, no children, and no daughters. Brothers and sisters will inherit

But if there is anything wrong, please point out qaq!